They stood in formation, ready for battle, in the Outer Heavens, without pressing down on the Human Ancestral Land.
If the six Ancestral Witches descended, the pressure alone would be enough to make the weaker members of the Human Race explode on the spot!
"The human world... actually suffered such a terrible Blood Calamity!" Houtu stared at the corpses covering the mountains and plains, and at the Blood Rain falling from the heavens. Her heart was in turmoil.
Her delicate face, hidden in the misty Chaos, bore a pair of clear eyes that flashed with endless sorrow and alarm.
Today was the first time she had walked beyond Wu Clan territory with her brothers.
If Demon Emperor Di Jun hadn't personally appeared, she wouldn't have come out into the world.
The Ancestor Witches of the Wu Clan had always looked after her. They didn't want her to set foot in the Primordial Wilderness too soon and become entangled in the karma of a great Tribulation.
The other Ancestral Witches, meanwhile, were puzzled that Di Jun had suddenly come to the human world and even sought out Shouyang Mountain.
"He came down in person for the sake of a Demon God. I didn't expect Di Jun himself to show up. That's rather surprising."
Zhurong had heard Da Yi report that Jiang Chen had killed a Demon God. Now, he was even more astonished.
If it was only for the sake of a Demon God, Di Jun could have sent a Demon Marshal to take revenge.
Though the Human Race had powerful figures capable of killing Grand Unity Golden Immortals, their Great Luo Level strength was nowhere near comparable to that of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
"Did Flying Sickle of the Demon Clan get hurt?" Di Jiang had a keen eye. He quickly spotted the terrifying injuries on Flying Sickle.
"What happened?"
The Wu Clan members were confused.
Though the Witch and Demon Clans had an irreconcilable feud, they didn't immediately rush to fight Di Jun.
This matter didn't involve their two clans. It was only between the Demon Clan and the Human Race.
"There are two Sage apparitions at the Human Ancestral Land, Shouyang Mountain. Surely Di Jun won't disregard the Sages' dignity?"
The Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan talked among themselves.
But the truth was...
"Jiang Chen of the Human Race! Even if you hide on Shouyang Mountain today, you can't escape your doom!"
"You failed to bow before our Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor. You've forfeited your destiny! Come out! I'll kill you!"
Flying Sickle roared. In the sky, the beastly figure grew larger, black as ink and streaked with blood. Law runes were condensed across every inch of his skin.
He was a Great Luo Level powerhouse. Even though Xuanyuan Shi had fought desperately and dealt him a grievous wound, killing a Grand Unity Golden Immortal was still easy for him!
When the people of the Human Race saw that Flying Sickle was about to kill Jiang Chen, they abruptly raised their heads from where they had knelt, each holding their breath.
Despair, darkness, desolation, and oppression surged forth all at once.
"The Demon Clan has killed our people, devoured our flesh, and slaughtered its way across a hundred thousand miles! A million lives have been butchered!"
"We hate that our people have so little time left!"
"Three thousand years east of the river, three thousand years west! The day the Human Race rises again is still a distant dream!"
Youchao Shi had been moved by Xuanyuan Shi's charge into the heavens, which had bought their people a little time. But now their enemy was about to break into Shouyang Mountain and kill Jiang Chen.
That absolutely could not be allowed to happen!
Otherwise, even the Human Race's foundations would be destroyed!
In their despair, the people of the Human Race placed their final hope in Lord Taiqing the Sage.
He was the founder of the Human Teachings, enjoyed the Human Race's Fortune, and had used it to Attain Dao as a Sage. He was their last hope.
"We beg the founder of the Human Teachings, the Supreme Sage! Protect the Human Kindling Fire!"
The Sage apparitions remained utterly still.
"Lord Supreme Sage! Why?!"
Some among the Human Race were overcome with despair. Would even the last thread of hope turn a blind eye to them?
Could even the Human Race's Blood Calamity fail to rouse the slightest pity in the Grand Pure Sage?
He was a Sage who had taken the Human Teachings as his foundation and borrowed the Human Race's Fortune to Attain Dao!
Jiang Chen's mind was clear as he watched the two Sage apparitions sit in silence.
"Does the Human Race have anyone left to rely on?" he murmured wryly.
No!
The Human Race had to grow strong on its own!
A sword had appeared in his hand.
A Grand Unity Immortal Sword of Innate Spiritual Treasure rank.
It was a Sword of Slaughter!
The Sages were heartless. Then he would carve out a bright future with his own hands!
"This aura... It's almost reached the level of a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!"
"How can the Human Race possess such a powerful Spiritual Treasure of slaughter?"
Demon Emperor Di Jun and the Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan were all taken aback.
They hadn't expected the Human Race to possess such a powerful treasure!
"The sword he had before had an aura similar to the one in his hand, but this one is far more powerful!"
Flying Sickle's pupils contracted. Xuanyuan Shi had wielded that earlier sword when he'd beaten Flying Sickle until he vomited blood. If Di Jun hadn't sensed the fight, rushed over, and broken the sword with his boundless Mana, Flying Sickle would have suffered an even worse injury.
"The Human Race's Fortune and opportunities have exceeded My expectations. All the more reason to leave none of you alive!"
For the first time, Di Jun began to take Jiang Chen seriously.
He still regarded Jiang Chen as an ant, but no longer intended to simply kill him.
"Kill them. I'll personally destroy this wretch!"
Di Jun's gaze was cold. He was going to strike in person!
"If you want to butcher the Human Race, you'll have to get past me first!!!"
Jiang Chen rose with his sword and charged straight into the Outer Heavens!
The Ancestral Witches shook their heads.
"Even with a Sword of Slaughter approaching the level of a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, trying to challenge Di Jun with the strength of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal is like a firefly trying to outshine the sun..."
"Human Emperor! Don't!" Youchao Shi's heart sank. Seeing Jiang Chen charge out on his own to spare them a deadly calamity filled him with even greater anguish.
He watched the seemingly inevitable death unfold, then dropped to his knees before the apparition on Shouyang Mountain with a thud. "Lord Taiqing the Sage! Have you heard our prayers? I'm willing to worship you in every lifetime. I beg you, Lord Sage, to grant our people a little more time!"
Houtu stared toward Jiang Chen. Her skin was fair, and her graceful figure was hidden in the mist of Chaos. Her expression was grave.
Her face was filled with disbelief. Something was very wrong with Jiang Chen's state!
He didn't look like he was going to his death at all. He dared to fight Di Jun, so he must have a trump card!
But what gave him such confidence?
Di Jun was a Quasi-Saint, at the same level as the Twelve Ancestor Witches of the Wu Clan!
He even had top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures like the River Diagram and Luo Book!
Did Jiang Chen really dare to challenge him with nothing but a Sword of Slaughter approaching the level of a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure?
"Something's wrong with this fellow!"
"Something's changed!" The Ancestral Witches all sensed that something was amiss.
Flying Sickle was even more agitated. He cried out in alarm, "That... is the cultivation-boosting technique the human used earlier!"
"That aura! I can't be wrong!"
On Shouyang Mountain, Jiang Chen was in a strange state. He held a great vow in his heart!
He looked down at the countless members of the Human Race at the foot of the mountain, his eyes unfocused!
He was like a walking corpse, without a soul!
Jiang Chen was in a strange predicament. He saw a Sea of Time.
He also saw a River of Time, as well as a primordial land where he could fish for the years.
Countless ages and spaces flowed through his eyes.
Jiang Chen wandered alone through the years!
This wondrous state was terrifying!
"Your Majesty! That's the technique used by the human powerhouse earlier! And it's even stronger!" Flying Sickle was so shaken that he could no longer stay calm.
One could imagine how deeply Xuanyuan Shi had scarred him to make a Demon Marshal so terrified.
Or perhaps what he couldn't accept was that a member of the Human Race, who should have been utterly weak, had suddenly gained the strength to stand against him.
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